At nightfall an ogre walked through the forest. To some people he was ugly and scary but to me he’s a big softy. He lived in a school near the Ogre school. When he walked he made no noise at all. He asked people to be his friend and if they said no, he didn’t blackmail them unlike some ogres. ‘I hope someone writes a story about me’, he said.
D.B.

One dark scary night a beautiful fairy had a fright she was trying to find her favourite teddy. She tried using magic – it always works, so she went outside. Suddenly the door closed. ‘Who’s there?’ she said as she turned on her torch. Suddenly out of the bushes came a very pretty elf. In her hand was the fairy’s teddy. ‘I found your teddy,’ she said. ‘Thank you, come in. You must be cold,’ said the fairy. The End
J.P.

Once upon a time there was a terrible ogre that terrified King Arthur’s village because the ogre wanted the sword in the stone. Every day the ogre took six children away to his cave and said to King Arthur, ‘I will eat the children if you don’t give me the sword’. But King Arthur was smart so he gave him a normal sword and the ogre gave him the children back and everyone lived happily ever after.
I.V.